Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

he did not say a word in

he had regained some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not

somewhat hurt.

you under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s

Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active

nodded decisively. “Very well,

to arm every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up

to that, she would still

everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall

snorted. “You think I’m scared of

beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch

refused

Cedrick’s,

and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down and thought

he stood, Treyton watched as

car did not

surrounded the

strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton

did Gwendolyn

the following morning at her office

some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting

secretary had taken a medical

was to spend the following two

department arrived with the new secretary and knocked on

she said without taking her attention off the documents

her permission, the two

poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that could not be

not so much as

the manager placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is very

She did not look at the

easy working for me. All of my appointments have to be made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…” She went on for over a minute without even looking up.

man nodded. “Understood,